So do chocolate chips.
Bleah! I hate chocolate chip pancakes. Nutella on crepes is okay though.
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So do chocolate chips.
Bleah! I hate chocolate chip pancakes. Nutella on crepes is okay though.
David and I are as one.
The crepe place near me makes one that's loaded up with Nutella and slices of pear. Yum.
This shouldn't be surprising to anyone who knows me -- I am a kissing fool.
I am unsurprised.
Mmm. I want crepes. I want someone to cook me crepes. And bring them to me.
This seems unlikely.
We have fantastic crepes in San Francisco and we're closer than Paris.
We have fantastic crepes in San Francisco and we're closer than Paris.
Will you bring them to me? Right now, I mean? Mmmmm....crepes.
Will you bring them to me? Right now, I mean? Mmmmm....crepes.
Hmmm, well it would only take me about ten minutes to make them. Then maybe six hours to buy a ticket, pack, fly to Cincy and cab to your house. You may be wanting more of a dinner crepe by then.
Do you have a pneumatic tube by any chance?
Do you have a pneumatic tube by any chance?
Pneumatic tubes are SO 20th-century. Teleportation is where it's at, baby.
Paul and I make fantastic crepes, and we're about as close as SF.
Well, since Hec doesn't love me enough to bring me crepes, I *know* Plei loves me enough to bring them....